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Book Review: Nightingale by Amy Lukavics

Nightingale by Amy Lukavics
Published by Harlequin Teen on September 25th, 2018
Genres: Historical, horror, sci-fi
Format: Hardcover
Source: Purchased
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At seventeen, June Hardie is everything a young woman in 1951 shouldn’t be—independent, rebellious, a dreamer. June longs to travel, to attend college and to write the dark science fiction stories that consume her waking hours. But her parents only care about making June a better young woman. Her mother grooms her to be a perfect little homemaker while her father pushes her to marry his business partner’s domineering son. When June resists, her whole world is shattered—suburbia isn’t the only prison for different women…

June’s parents commit her to Burrow Place Asylum, aka the Institution. With its sickening conditions, terrifying staff and brutal “medical treatments,” the Institution preys on June’s darkest secrets and deepest fears. And she’s not alone. The Institution terrorizes June’s fragile roommate, Eleanor, and the other women locked away within its crumbling walls. Those who dare speak up disappear…or worse. Trapped between a gruesome reality and increasingly sinister hallucinations, June isn’t sure where her nightmares end and real life begins. But she does know one thing: in order to survive, she must destroy the Institution before it finally claims them all.
Amy Lukavics' books are scary as shit. She has really set the bar for YA horror these days. There just simply isn't anyone like her in the field right now, able to capture character, voice, and chills all at the same time. While I didn't find Nightingale to be perfect by any means, I still highly recommend it for its originality, its representation (both for mental health and for wlw), and for its scare factor. I guarantee you've never read a book quite like this.

I had to admit I was a bit apprehensive about starting this. It's a horror novel set at an asylum. Usually such a setting is prime breeding ground for ableism. The patients themselves are the scary ones. I am so happy and relieved to report that this is not the case in Nightingale. The patients are treated horribly in this "hospital" but they are also the main characters. June finds a group of friends in Burrow Place and they are sympathetic, realistic people who are being victimized--and who fight back. The real villains are the doctors and the nurses. It was so refreshing. So if you're worried about the typical tropes that come with asylum-based horror, you don't have to worry about that here.

I really liked June. I thought she carried the story perfectly. She was always just so interesting and deeply flawed, and, at times, completely unreliable. She was a writer, of sci-fi! Of course, in the 1950s that wasn't exactly becoming of a teenage girl. Her parents had certain expectations of her, and writing about aliens and spaceships just didn't fit into those limits at all. I think it'd be great to say that June just bucked those expectations and forged out on her own; instead, though, she was much more realistic than that. Anyone who has been in a situation even similar to hers knows how hard it is to disappoint your family. You know how hard it is sometimes to be brave and individual. June struggled with her family's approval and reconciling that with her own dreams. As a reader, it's easy to get caught up in June's struggle here and immediately shift the blame to her parents when it comes to June's hospitalization. But June is just so unreliable, leaving so many key details out, that you just can't tell if she's being institutionalized for her "hysteria" or if something's really wrong here.

This book is not for those with a weak stomach, I have to say. There is a lot of grossness, a lot of gore. There are brains and bugs and lots of blood. Needles, gruesome deaths, lobotomies. There were also some truly terrifying, chilling moments, moments that have you feeling trapped and claustrophobic and hopeless. It was not an easy read.

One thing I really wish was that I had a closer connection to the side characters. There were quite a few of them. The girls in the Institution with June kind of blended together for me. There were only two that really stuck out to me, Simpson, the artist, and Eleanor, June's roommate and love interest. We got a pretty bleak first impression of Eleanor and I think for me it was hard to get past it. I wanted to ship the ship but there was so much else going on that I didn't think there was enough time to dedicate to the romance. It came on really quickly for me. And I hate that because I always want to root for the f/f ships.

Without giving too much away, Nightingale reminds me of a classic sci-fi/horror novel. It has a feeling of nostalgia that we don't see much these days, and I thought it was such a cutting, precise commentary and condemnation of American culture, especially with regards to women and women's rights. So timely, given our current political climate. If you're looking for a good scare, a compelling plot, and something that gets your brain going, this one is definitely for you.

Book Review: Code Name Verity by Elizabeth Wein

Code Name Verity by Elizabeth Wein
Published on February 6th, 2012 by Egmont Press
Genre: Historical Fiction
Pages: 338
Format: Paperback
Source: Purchased
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Oct. 11th, 1943 - A British spy plane crashes in Nazi-occupied France. Its pilot and passenger are best friends. One of the girls has a chance at survival. The other has lost the game before it's barely begun.

When "Verity" is arrested by the Gestapo, she's sure she doesn't stand a chance. As a secret agent captured in enemy territory, she's living a spy's worst nightmare. Her Nazi interrogators give her a simple choice: reveal her mission or face a grisly execution.

As she intricately weaves her confession, Verity uncovers her past, how she became friends with the pilot Maddie, and why she left Maddie in the wrecked fuselage of their plane. On each new scrap of paper, Verity battles for her life, confronting her views on courage and failure and her desperate hope to make it home. But will trading her secrets be enough to save her from the enemy?

Harrowing and beautifully written, Elizabeth Wein creates a visceral read of danger, resolve, and survival that shows just how far true friends will go to save each other. Code Name Verity is an outstanding novel that will stick with you long after the last page.

KISS ME, HARDY! Kiss me, QUICK!

Sounds like a load of nonsense, but it's a phrase that will forever ring in my ears and bring me to a blubbering mess. One of those phrases that mean basically nothing outside of the context in which it was said. But ask anyone who's read Code Name Verity and they probably won't be able to answer you because they'll be on the floor in a puddle of their own tears.

I don't read a lot of WWII fiction. I can really count on one hand the ones I have. And it's not because I don't think it's important to know the history and to hear these voices; it's just really, really hard. There is nothing pleasant, nothing redeeming about this time period and all and it always leaves me with a heavy heart for days on end. That's why it took me so long to finally read Code Name Verity. Not because I didn't think it would be excellent, but because I was afraid of what it would do to me.

Reader, it destroyed me.

If you haven't read this book yet, you might want to click out now. Because there are going to be a lot of spoilers in this review, enough that it will be a pain to hide them, so I won't. I just need to air my feelings about the beauty, the complexity, and the genius in this book. It's smart. So fucking smart. Clever. A book that has details hidden in code hidden in details. A book that demands to be reread as soon as you close the back cover. I can't wait to be in the headspace to read this again, knowing what I know. It's that good.

First, the obvious: I fucking love Verity. She will go down as one of my all-time favorite characters.  I have to say, I wasn't sure about her at first. She's writing her confession as though it were a novel, and from Maddie's point of view, which made it even weirder to get used to. But I think the way she built Maddie up as a hero in her head really spoke to the devotion between these two girls. They practically worshiped one another. They would, and have, put their lives on the line for one another. Code Name Verity might be a book about aviation and war and espionage, but most importantly it is a book about friendship. And Verity is the best fucking friend anyone could ask for.

Verity is also scary smart. Terrifyingly smart. I wouldn't want her as an enemy. It doesn't become clear until the second half of the book exactly how smart she is, but holy shit. Elizabeth Wein is a genius. I didn't see it coming at all that Maddie would be alive. I was shocked. After Verity's confession comes Maddie's half of the story, after crash-landing in France and going into hiding. She's been alive this whole time, and I ended part 1 feeling so hopeless! But Maddie's appearance gave me a renewed sense of energy and zeal for reading, especially considering every new sentence was a revelation!

I couldn't believe what I was reading. It was like Verity's point of view was written in code and Maddie's was the key to unlock it. Every single detail of Verity's chapters mattered in a wholly new way than I was expecting. Verity was trapped, imprisoned by Nazis and hanging on to life by a thread. But she used the limited tools and resources she had to give her friends and the resistance a fighting chance. She gave them the information they needed to take down the Gestapo HQ, to burn that hotel to the fucking ground, to locate what they needed without getting caught. And she did it all right in front of the Nazi bastards without ever raising suspicion. It was incredible. I've never read anything like it in my life and I don't think I ever will again.

So after getting Wein's genius pounded into my head with a blunt hammer, it was time to get to the Tragedy.

There was a moment of foreshadowing at the very beginning of the book. I highlighted it, sent it to my group chat, and kept reading, all the while keeping it in the very back of my mind. Later, I was convinced that there was HOPE and there would be a glorious reunion and everything would be great. I had been duped. When I say that Verity and Maddie would do anything for one another, I really, really mean it. There are really no words to describe what I was feeling when Verity heard Maddie crying and yelled out her last words. There was nothing I could have done to prepare myself for it and there's nothing to be done make me feel better either. Even Maddie's revenge didn't help, not really. (Though knowing von Linden's fate was a bit of a balm.) I even had a moment of not believing it, having learned that everything written in this book could, in fact, be a lie or be code for something else. But no. It happened. And I'll never recover.

So much of Code Name Verity was unexpected. Every detail of Verity's career was a new revelation. Every truth that Maddie pulled from the pile of lies disguised as a confession. The beautiful and tender moments between friends. The humor. The insanity of the characters--truly some of the most relatable characters ever to grace the pages of a war story. I loved every mad, endearing, sincere, frightening, and harrowing page of this book. I'm sorry this couldn't have been a more structured, review-like review, but there are too many feelings and my mind is in pieces.